(This was thought of at the very beginning.,It's a pity that it's been criticized a lot.,So it was cut when I uploaded it later.,But because I still like it.,Put it up in the form of a fan.。 ）

(Very mundane prologue, if you don't like it, you can skip to the first chapter.) ）

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Hot summer days.

I know that I can't stop shouting in the treetops.

There was not a single pedestrian on the road, and the occasional car drove by at a rapid speed, rippling the air distorted by the scorching heat, like ripples.

After a while, a small white dot appeared at this intersection.

It was a teenager with a suitcase, wearing a white shirt, washed light blue jeans, and brown and white sneakers.

He has a small broken hair, his body is a little thin, but his white face is completely different from the soft complexion of the eyebrows, the two eyebrows are as sharp as a sharp blade, his past liberal arts friends often pointed to his eyebrows and said, the so-called sword eyebrows and stars in ancient times are like this, but with a pale complexion, it is a pity that this natural general spirit.

At this moment, his white face was even paler from the sun. He raised his hand to his forehead, peered into the sky, and then frowned, as if annoyed by the heat.

It's a pity that complaining can't get the clouds that cover the sun, and in the end, the boy can only bow his head and move forward silently.

This teenager is the hero of our story, Jiang Chuge, twenty years old, single. At the beginning of the story, he is carrying his bags like all college students and preparing to go home for the summer vacation, but unlike usual, because of the heat, he takes a shortcut to the nearest bus stop.

This is a narrow and lengthy alley, which can go straight through the buildings that cut off the road, and can also avoid the pressing sun, which can be regarded as Jiang Chuge's unique secret passage. But today, when he stepped into this alley, he found that the air was even hotter than the sun, and faintly, he could even smell the burnt smell in the air.

Jiang Chuge raised his head a little uneasily, as if he wanted to find the source of this anxious heat, and then he saw billowing smoke coming out of the top floor of a high-rise building two hundred meters away, like a monster swallowing clouds and spitting fog, covering the sky and the sun.

"Is it on fire again?" Jiang Chuge muttered to himself, "How can I say the word 'again'?" He said self-deprecatingly with Stephen Chow-style humor. Then the sound of a fire truck confirmed his suspicions.

The reason why I say it is because the city has been experiencing fires so frequently recently for some reason, Jiang Chuge remembers that this is the fourth fire in the city this month, each time the cause is unknown, every time the entire building is burned to the ground, nothing is left, people, furniture, pets, nothing can escape, not a single one can survive. So much so that every time he saw the charred corpses in the pictures reported on the Internet, Jiang Chuge felt palpitations.

Jiang Chuge remembered that the city where they were located had already raised the fire escape and fire level again and again, but why was the house still on fire inexplicably at this moment.

However, now that the fire truck had arrived, Jiang Chuge also knew that the rest was not something he could worry about, and he still had a train to catch up in two hours, this was not the time for him to delay and join in the fun.

Jiang Chuge doesn't believe in heroes, maybe there really is Superman and Ultraman in this world, but that person will definitely not be him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuge lowered his head again and prepared to continue his journey, at this moment, a silver flash jumped up from the ground and fell into his eyes, it was a silver body, surrounded by a walkman with black lines, which looked very clean, in sharp contrast to the dust around him. In the occasional revealing sunlight, the silver light kept shining, as if desperately shouting that he was out of place with his surroundings.

Jiang Chuge was attracted by this little silver thing at a glance, he used to be a music expert, and he had a collection of all kinds of music players, from cD machines to mP3, and even an old-fashioned gramophone at home, but the reason why this little thing with a silver luster was able to firmly attract his attention was because he knew that this was a small thing that he had always wanted to collect but always didn't have enough money to buy.

When Jiang Chuge saw this little thing, the little devil in his heart couldn't help but come out, he looked around, and couldn't see a single figure, so the white young man lowered his head and looked at the walkman with a smile and said, "Little girl, who left you here so ruthlessly?" ”

Leaning down, Jiang Chuge gently scooped up this Walkman in his hand, the machine was a little warm, not like it had been left here for a long time, but it seemed like it had been playing something non-stop, until the Walkman ran out of power not long ago. He gently wiped the dust off the Walkman, and the demon inside laughed lowly and arrogantly at the same time as himself.

Then, his fate, along with this Walkman, changed.

At the same time that Jiang Chuge picked up the Walkman, on the top floor of the building with billowing smoke, a man holding a scepter and wearing a black tuxedo and a monocle stood at the edge of the building, and in front of him, kneeling were two people who looked a little thin, a man and a woman, both of whom were wearing combat tights, and next to them, was a body that had fallen to the ground and was already black. The surroundings were already so thick that no human figures could be seen, and if it was an ordinary person, they would be poisoned and faint to the ground in a few minutes, but the three people present did not seem to be affected in the slightest.

"Still haven't found that thing?" At this time, the man in the black tuxedo asked, his voice was a little strange, but he didn't know what the thing in his mouth meant.

"I'm sorry, Magician, but we've tortured you, but we haven't found it." The woman with short ear-length hair replied in a low voice.

"You're really useless......" The man in the black tuxedo, the magician in the woman's mouth, smiled faintly, although he didn't see any movement, but the two people on the ground were already trembling with fright.

"I finally forced him to return to reality with that thing, and you didn't find it like this, you say, what's the point of keeping a waste like you around?"

The tuxedo man's voice became more and more gentle, but the two people present clearly felt a deep chill, as if an iceberg had been pressed down, and even the surrounding fire had been suppressed.

"I'm sorry, magician, please give us a little more time, we'll find that thing." The kneeling man buried his head deep in fear.

"I can give you another month, and if you can't find it, just wait and die here." The man named The Magician waved his hand.

"Got it?"

"Yes, sir."

The man replied loudly, but the woman did not dare to answer, but could only nod desperately.

At this time, the whistle of the fire engine sounded from below. The magician frowned, as if annoyed by the harsh voice.

"People have come, clean up here. Don't let the people of the world find out about us, or the consequences will ......," he casually instructed, then turned around and jumped straight from the dozens of stories high.

The kneeling man didn't move until a minute or two later, when he was sure that the tuxedo man was gone, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly straightened up from the ground......

On a Mercedes train.

At this time, although the ride is not as terrible as the Spring Festival rush, the chatting of men and women, the crying of children, the beating and scolding of mothers, and the shouting of shopping guides still fill every corner of the train space, which makes people uneasy.

But all this did not affect the concentration of the white-shirted young man in front of him. Since getting on the train, Jiang Chuge's gaze has not been able to take his eyes off the "stolen goods" in his hand. This is a voice recorder produced by Sony, although it is a voice recorder, it has always been classified as a music player by the industry, so Jiang Chuge has always called it a walkman. Not only does this product play music well, but it also claims to be able to play back the sound perfectly as long as it is recorded. However, this machine has obviously exhausted all the power, and the hoarse metal shell can only scream lonely in the hands of the teenager.

Because of the anticipation, the twenty-hour drive turned out to be a huge ordeal. After returning home, Jiang's mother, who was wrapped in an apron, and Jiang's father, who was holding a newspaper, only heard "Parents, I'm back" and lost Jiang Chuge.

"the kid, your family's Jiang Chuge is becoming more and more unruly, and he didn't even come to show us if he had grown taller after half a year, it really didn't make sense." Jiang Chuge's father didn't look up either, muttering in a low voice.

"The child's father, you don't put the blame on me, this kid didn't follow my surname Tang...... Why are you talking so much nonsense, why don't you hurry over and help cook! Jiang Chuge's mother was not to be outdone, and her angry voice came out of the kitchen.

"Come on, come on......" Jiang Chuge's father helplessly put down the newspaper in his hand, but his eyes kept on the newspaper, "What's going on, it's really not peaceful recently, this is already the first major fire this year......"

He let go of his fingers, revealing the photo on the newspaper, which was the building that Jiang Chuge had seen earlier.

…………

"Mom, don't clip it to me, it's enough!"

"Where is this enough, look at you, you have lost so much weight in the past six months, you don't know how distressed it is to be a mother......"

"Dad, look at Mom'......"

"Don't beg me, you don't know your mother's personality yet, I advise you to eat up obediently, otherwise your mother will serve ...... family."

"What do you say, old thing? I'm a dominatrix in your hearts, isn't it......"

The father and son stopped answering in a hearty nagging voice, and looked at each other and smiled.

I haven't seen her for half a year, and my mother's familiar nagging voice is still the same as warm and helpless, and after eating a dinner, it is almost twice as much as usual. Jiang Chuge helplessly touched his already obviously bulging belly, and then turned on the switch of the Walkman that had been fully charged by him.

Subsequently, Jiang Chuge found that the Walkman was completely full, which meant that its previous owner had already stuffed it with things. What kind of music will it be? Elegant or rock? Or is it a little fresh? Jiang Chuge was inexplicably excited, it was as if people from two completely different worlds were connected because of this little thing, and through this simple process to guess what kind of character the original owner was, Jiang Chuge couldn't wait to press the play button.

Unexpectedly, the first voice he heard was not music, but the voice of a man who sounded calm and gentle.

"Whoever hears this recording, then from now on, until the end of this recording, we will have a brief mentoring relationship...... My name is Wang Chao, maybe you haven't heard of me, or the owner of the Laoshan family boxing gym, or even if you haven't heard of "The Romance of the Dragon and Snake", it doesn't matter, because who I am, in this vast and infinite universe, it doesn't matter at all, what matters is, who are you......"

The man's voice sounded extremely magnetic, even more attractive than those professional announcers on TV, but his words made Jiang Chuge stunned. Because he not only knows who Wang Chao is, but also knows what the owner of the Laoshan family boxing gym represents, because the "Romance of the Dragon and Snake" is still obediently lying in the memory of his mobile phone.

What is it? Is it a spoof? Or cosplay? actually imitated Wang Chao in "Romance of the Dragon and Snake" written by the dream machine? So the two-dimensional world can no longer satisfy your **......

After only listening to this paragraph, Jiang Chuge immediately gave a definition of this recording, cosplay...... Of course, he won't believe that this is really a golden finger from heaven, and you will use it for you...... Although there are countless novels on the Internet, even if there is such a magical thing, he doesn't believe that this kind of thing will fall on his head, he is just an ordinary student, occasionally helping his grandmother cross the street, entering the classroom on time in class, not plagiarizing classmates' homework, that's all, those strange forces are chaotic, bizarre, and have nothing to do with him.

But Rao was like this, Jiang Chuge's hand on the pause button couldn't help but stop, and subconsciously, he also wanted to hear what this spoof person would say.

"This recording was recorded after I broke through the realm of breaking through the void and seeing the gods and gods, and realized the effect of using sound to control people, combined with Qiuyue Zen Master's commentary on the marrow washing sutra, the tiger and leopard thunder sound of the Xingyi Gate, the hum of the Baji Gate, and the fishing toad of Wudang, and the mangniu energy, etc., to create this set of "Eight Sounds to Wash the Marrow Jin", hoping to create a dark power master in a short period of time...... Now, please relax and follow my voice.........

"Poof," Hearing this, Jiang Chuge couldn't help laughing, he originally thought that this was a god stick here to say some nonsense about "Tao Ke Tao is very Tao", but the last sentence was the same as the first set of radio gymnastics commentators in the morning exercises every morning in the past.

How could he calm down.

This word is exhausted......

Jiang Chuge laughed secretly in his heart, but then found that what was played in the recorder was not radio gymnastics, but a series of strange sounds of Yin Yin, as if there were hundreds of thousands of people singing their own songs in unison in the square, and the chaotic noise formed after the voices overlapped each other, you felt that you could understand each sentence, but you couldn't hear every sentence clearly, only those voices kept echoing in your ears, resonating, and deafening.

What the hell is this......

Jiang Chuge finally made up his mind to turn off this recording, because he felt that by this point, all that was left should be such a noisy noise, but just as he was about to press the pause button, he suddenly felt his hand on the pause button tremble involuntarily, and no matter how he controlled it, there was no way to control this finger to press that key, as if there was a sharp knife, when he was not paying attention, gently cut his spine, completely separating his consciousness from his body.

I...... Finally...... What's wrong?

This was Jiang Chuge's last consciousness, and then he felt that his consciousness was completely overwhelmed by the thousands of echoes in his ears, and he could no longer hear his own voice......

"You're my little apple, I can't love you too much......"

The Divine Comedy alarm ringtone stored in the mobile phone pulled Jiang Chuge out of his dark consciousness. Jiang Chuge opened his hazy eyes and subconsciously blocked the somewhat dazzling sunlight. The summer sun is always very hateful, but early in the morning it is already like a sharp knife.

But fortunately, it was this sharp knife that made Jiang Chuge's consciousness recover faster than usual, and after only a few seconds of blank period, he found that he was sleeping on the floor, drenched, covered with sweat, and even the ground was covered with a layer of greasy things.

What's going on......

For a while, the memories of last night washed over Jiang Chuge's mind like a tide, and he suddenly remembered everything.

Yesterday, I was supposed to be listening to the Walkman I picked up, but I heard cosplay and a weird noise, and then, and ......

The young man's eyes gradually lit up, he suddenly turned his head to look at the Walkman beside him, I don't know when, this Walkman died again because the battery was exhausted, Jiang Chuge didn't care, he just stared at the silver-white surface so quietly, the sunlight spilled down from the window, jumping and dancing on the Walkman. And the whole Walkman also sparkles like flowing water in this sunlight.

"Looks like I've really found a treasure......

The white boy touched his head, then smirked in the morning light.

Then he was completely hooked.

Man is a very strange animal, once he finds out that something he doesn't believe in is true, he will be extremely fascinated by it, as if he has opened Pandora's box, and it will be out of control.

Jiang Chuge tried for two days in a row since he was stunned for the first time, although he would tremble and faint every time, but the repeated dizziness and waking up finally made him sure that the strange sound made by the man in the walkman was probably really used to wash the marrow and change the muscles, and in just two or three days, he felt the changes in his body. Although I don't know if it's an illusion or it's true, in addition to the daily fishy sweat, his body's coordination and toughness are a little stronger than before, he can only do about thirty push-ups, and now he only feels slightly soreness when he sits in more than fifty in one breath.

It's just that this kind of change is really a little too fast, so that Jiang Chuge unconsciously worries about whether there will be any damage to his body.

He usually reads a lot of novels, and knows that the so-called martial arts in those martial arts novels are all demons, which is also reflected in the story of "Romance of the Dragon and Snake", so Jiang Chuge is very concerned about whether the quick method said by the guy named Wang Chao in the walkman will also have hidden dangers like other demons.

But he couldn't investigate all this, he flipped through countless materials on the Internet, and then sighed and found that in this society, there are too many true and false things on the Internet, and for a rookie like him, there is no way to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

All he could think of was a visit to a martial arts hall in his city next semester.

But the doubts in his heart did not discourage the young man, because this Walkman and the things in it were like an abyss mystery to Jiang Chuge, and the more he couldn't see through it, the more he couldn't extricate himself, so Jiang Chuge unconsciously fell into it.

Then he found that after a week, he did not see the hidden dangers, but his body became lighter and lighter. So this nineteen-year-old boy completely forgot his previous worries and completely devoted himself to his dream of being a "martial arts master".

His daily activities have become satisfying his growing stomach, as well as listening to the recordings on the Walkman, because there is only one file, and the operation interface of the Walkman is very simple, it can only be played sequentially, so Jiang Chuge can only endure to listen down, but every time the Walkman falls asleep, he will inexplicably run out of power, even if this Walkman claims to be able to play for thirty hours continuously when fully charged.

The doubts are not limited to this, but these doubts are covered up by the excitement brought by Jiang Chuge's more and more flexible skills, for a month, Jiang Chuge has been listening to this recording day and night, as long as the battery is out, he will charge it, and he will be ready to faint when it is charged. As a result, Jiang Chuge basically didn't have time to go out to meet his past friends, and he didn't even have much time to go out of the bedroom.

For a young man of Jiang Chuge's grade, this is too worrying, after all, a nineteen-year-old boy usually can't be locked up.

"The kid's father, Chu Ge, this kid locks himself in the room all day, it's okay." Jiang Chuge's mother put down the needlework in her hand and asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, you can see that his eyes have never been so bright, and you know that he must have found what he wants to do," Jiang Chuge's father, Lao Jiang, is worthy of being the person who knows Chu Ge best. He snorted, "Believe me, I named the child Chu Ge, which is taken from the meaning of 'I am a Chu madman, Feng Ge laughs at Kongqiu', how can he be an ordinary person?" ”

"Less, it's not that you were disappointed in your career in those years, so you gave your child such a broken name."

"kid, how can you expose me like that, I'm hurt!" Dad Jiang made a look of injury.

"Come less, it's your turn to cook today! Cook more, Chu Ge's amount of food has become much larger now......" Jiang Ma was unmoved.

“…… Well......"

The bickering between the two finally ended with Jiang Chuge's father being driven into the kitchen.

It's just that the family doesn't know that their days of harmony will soon be broken.

In the city where Jiang Chuge's school is located, the two men and women from a month ago were fidgeting like ants in a frying pot.

"What do you say, it's less than three days before the date set by the magician, and we don't have the slightest clue......" The woman's voice had begun to tremble slightly, "How is it possible, a radius of a hundred miles, from the sky to the earth, we haven't even let go of a mouse, how can we not find that thing?" ”

“…… There's no way, let's find that old guy......" The man didn't answer immediately, but only thought for a while before making up his mind.

"What!" Hearing the man's words, the woman immediately screamed, "You don't know how ruthless that old man is in slaughtering people...... What we've worked so hard to save may not be there this time! ”

"Then tell me, is life important, or survival points are important," the man suddenly shouted loudly, "And don't forget, that thing claims to be able to cultivate a dark energy master in a short period of time, and that is already the power of the bronze median, the same level as us...... We've been delaying it long enough, and if we drag it out any longer, I'm worried that if someone else takes it away and uses the above training methods to train itself, once we practice dark energy, I don't know if we can get it back so easily. ”

"Damn it!" The woman screamed again, "If I find the thief who stole it, I'll make him worse than dead!" ”

The woman's gritted teeth and unscrupulous words attracted the sideways of passers-by. But in such a society, who would really be alerted by a woman saying something vicious?